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In the empty Courtroom - The Student - The Offices
WhattheydoistheysendmeoffnottoofarawaysothatIcanstillhopetogetbackontimeifIreallyhurry.SooffIgorunningasfastasIcan,shoutthemessagethroughthecrackinthedooroftheofficeI’vebeensentto,sooutofbreaththey’llhardlybeabletounderstandit,runbackhereagain,butthestudent’sbeenevenfasterthanIhave-wellhe’sgotlessfartogo,he’sonlygottorundownthesteps.IfIwasn’tsodependentonthemI’dhavesquashedthestudentagainstthewallherealongtimeago.Righthere,nexttothesign.I’malwaysdreamingofdoingthat.Justhere,justabovethefloor,that’swherehe’scrushedontothewall,hisarmsstretchedout,hisfingersspreadapart,hiscrookedlegstwistedroundintoacircleandbloodsquirtedoutallaroundhim.It’sonlyeverbeenadreamsofar,though.""Istherenothingelseyoudo?"askedK.withasmile."NothingthatIknowof,"saidtheusher."Andit’sgoingtogetevenworsenow,uptillnowhe’sonlybeencarryingheroffforhimself,nowhe’sstartedcarryingheroffforthejudgeandall,justlikeI’dalwayssaidhewould.""Doesyourwife,then,notsharesomeoftheresponsibility?"askedK.Hehadtoforcehimselfasheaskedthisquestion,ashe,too,feltsojealousnow."Courseshedoes,"saidtheusher,"it’smoreherfaultthantheirs.Itwasherwhoattachedherselftohim.Allhedid,hejustchasesafteranywoman.There’sfiveflatsinthisblockalonewherehe’sbeenthrownoutafterworkinghiswayinthere.
